Downton Abbey: Post-Episode Breakdown

First, let’s just get this out of the way: this show is awful. Bad writing and a terrible plot have conspired to ruin what, during the first season anyway, was once a beacon of televised goodness across a crowded wasteland. But as every season brings new awfulness and I’ve lowered my expectations, I’ve learned to enjoy the Downton Abbey we have, not the one we want. And watching it is (slightly) less guilt-inducing than watching any of the Real Housewives, though many of the elements are the same: attractive vacant-eyed people throwing their money around in between arguments at dinnertime, unlikely love affairs and random stints in prison. But I do want to say that in spite of the atrociousness of DA: at least the actors are holding up their end of the bargain by trying to take this stuff seriously, so that’s worth something. And in the spirit of full disclosure: I plan on watching this thing until the show breathes its last, miserable gasp. Which might happen at any time, if the story lines are any indication.

The Characters:

Carson: We don’t want to hear about Alice anymore, unless it turns out she’s NOT dead and living in Yorkshire and ready to love again. And this time, she means business. The business of love.

Mrs. Hughes: Apparently the only one left with any semblance of good sense and decency, which is why nearly everyone runs into Mrs. Hughes room to share their problems. She should start charging a shilling for her services. Or a ha’penny. Or a sixpence (whatever — it’s all the same to me). And she should start sharing a few of those secrets too. Why did she have no problem digging Mr. Carson’s personal correspondence out of the trash a few episodes ago “for his own good” but can’t find her way clear to inform Lord G that his guest, the other Lord G, has an animal for a valet? Strange priorities. Someone should be sounding the alarm (discreetly, by tinkling one of those little bells) that a violent rapist has entered the house. When discussing this troubling matter with my sister, she mentioned that what is the point of the class system, really, if two aristocrats can’t rain all kinds of special aristocratic justice down on a valet for raping and beating someone right in one of those giant houses they claim to be in charge of? Do the police even need to be brought into it? At least Mrs. Hughes got rid of Braithwaite, though that’s no doubt not the last we’ll see of her. And why doesn’t Hughes enlighten that dimbulb Lady Grantham about Braithwaite’s character? She wouldn’t have to go into details. Just something like, “Trust me Lady G, Braithwaite is a terrible, terrible person and you’re lucky to be rid of her.”

Lord Grantham: Pathetic, out-of-touch and irrelevant. Why is he still around? I forget. Oh yes, so Mary has someone to undermine and Bates has someone to help get dressed.

Lady Grantham: Slightly less pathetic. Very slightly. And why does she talk as though she is holding a grape between her lips? At least she got rid of that awful Nanny a few episodes ago. You know, the Nanny for the children. But I’m afraid she might have accidentally gotten rid of the children too, since none of us have seen them since Nanny left. Someone might want to track down little Sybil and little George…

Tom: Oh Tom. Tom spent the entire house party, which seemed to go on forever, moping around for no clear reason, his big Eyeore eyes so, so sad. Even though he said, again and again and again, that he just didn’t fit in, it was hard to find a cause for the level of his despair, because not a single soul there drew attention to his newly-acquired status. As far as I could tell all the guests treated him well and he used all the right forks at dinner. It would have made more sense if he expressed unease for political reasons, because he’s clearly left his activism far behind him. How exciting would it have been if an Irish separatist had dashed into the after-dinner-cigar-and-brandy-room, shaking his fist in Tom’s face and accusing him of betraying the cause? But alas, nothing quite so fascinating occurred. Instead, Tom was just so super down in the dumps because, in his now highly developed social sensitivity, he just couldn’t believe that he called so-and-so Your Grace instead of Duchess. It was enough to send him into a tailspin. Enough to make him question everything he had ever thought about himself. About his own abilities. About who he was. Tom sat on the bench in the hallway in a self-appointed time out, thinking about how stupid he was and wishing that he would have just rented the dinner clothes instead of buying them. It was now all so clear: he would never wear them again. What a waste of a pound and sixpence. Or two pounds and a shilling. Or a shilling and a ha’penny. Then Brathewaite comes in swirling whiskey around, as transparent as water and Tom is so distraught at making a fool of himself in front of exactly no one (how could he not KNOW that Your Grace should have been referred to as Duchess? How could he not KNOW that?!). He is putty in Brathewaite’s hands. Or so we are left to surmise. As far as Braithwaite goes, her strategy with Tom left me suspecting that she was a lot less clever than we had been led to believe. What woman would consider it a Master Plan to ply a man with whiskey to the point of incapacitation before demanding, just a few hours into the next morning, that he marry her? He’s not even sure what happened between you. That is not exactly a successful seduction. And the answer is; no woman, that’s who. That is just a dumb plan and it would never, ever work.

Lord Gillingham: Another dimbulb who has an animal for a valet and demands that a widow of six months commit to marry him. Right now. Or it will be too late. Oh, she doesn’t have to marry him right now, he will wait a decade for that, no problem. She just has to swear to marry him at some point. Right now. Swear right now, on the spot, to marry him in the distant future. Sorry Mary, you lost your chance at happiness with that gem. But we viewers are not worried, if the past is any indication, Ms. Finch-Fox-Ardegarde-Castleberry, his intended, will die of the flu, or just from general malaise at not being the love of Lord Gillingham’s life (why on earth is Mary repeatedly the object of such devotion?) approximately 15 minutes to eight hours before their wedding day, and you will have a second chance at love with Lord G, the Younger.

Anna & Bates: Nothing to see here folks, except a train wreck. And for no reason other than the show writer’s malicious desire to undermine the happiness of his characters. Much weeping and gnashing of teeth are coming our way, and someone’s gonna pay.

Edith: Watch out, Edith! Your man is becoming a German citizen (for the sake of your love, cough cough) in the 1920s!  Your fellow may lose the baggage of his first wife in the process, but he will gain a dictator and a fervent belief in National Socialism, so all will not be lost.

Rose: Rose? Who is that? What? Oh that’s right. She’s a character on the show. And she might be breaking all sorts of taboos by falling in love with a fella who sings like a tiny girl. Is he black? I didn’t notice. Too busy wondering why in the world he was singing like a tiny girl.

Alfred-Ivy-Jimmy-Daisy: Hopefully Alfred will learn to cook and so will Ivy and so will Daisy. I can’t wait to find out which one will learn to cook the best! Then they will all have a cooking competition and Jimmy can marry the winner. Mrs. Padmore will be the Judge. If she doesn’t die of the pressure of being a Kitchen Maid Footman Cook-off Judge first.

Thomas: Thomas is looking better and better these days. I hope Lord Grantham secretly adopts him and that he (surprise!) inherits the estate after Lord G. kicks the bucket. He can open up Thomas Barrow’s Retirement Home for Disaffected Former & Preferably Gay Valets. There’s plenty of room at the Abbey!

That’s all folks, until next week: Downton Abbey, Season 4, Episode 5! And I can’t wait.

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Rant: Someone Needs To Take The Fashion Designer That Decided Aztec Prints Were Gonna Be The “Thing” This Year Behind The Woodshed…

2013-12-13 12.16.11Someone Needs To Take The Fashion Designer That Decided Aztec Print Fashion Was Gonna Be  the “Thing” This Year Behind The Woodshed and Pop a Cap in His/Her Ass.

Who was the high powered fashion magazine editor or designer that decided that Aztec print clothing was gonna be the rage this year?  I hope y’all don’t have any investments in retail because this shit just isn’t gonna sell and they’re gonna take some serious markdowns on this crap.  And it isn’t just like one or two retailers having it on their racks.  It’s like every single shop at the Mall has Native Aztec fashion front and center like it’s gonna revolutionize the fashion world.

Fire ‘em.  Fire ‘em all.  Every last woman’s clothing retail buyer should be fired on the spot for trotting out such ugly fashion this year.

Can’t we get back just a little bit to Jackie O?  Is that too much to ask?

I was walking through Nordstrom and they’re also pushing MC Hammer Pants for ladies.  For real???????  Oh and don’t even get me started on the whole high-waisted shorts thing.  Might as well bring back 80’s bangs and spiked up hair.

They ought to just hire your boy Joey to get them back on track.  You know the most unlikely joint of all that’s keeping things relatively normal- brace yourselves…. Sears Lands End for Men, Women and Children. If you would have told me I’d have more success shopping at Sears Lands End than Nordstrom 5 years ago I would have told you that you were crazy.  But the facts are the facts- when Nordies rolls out MC Hammer Pants, High-Waisted Jeans and Aztec clothing as this year’s “It” fashions you gotta call ‘em out on it and someone needs to lose their job in the buying department.  Bottom Line. End Of Story.

 

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Day One With The Generic Brand Razor…

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I shoulda known better.

Here was the flawed logic from the post yesterday-

So If The Next Time You See me I’m Bleeding Profusely From My Face…

Posted on November 14, 2013 by Joey C

You can blame it on my decision to take a shot on some CVS brand disposable razors.

I ran out of  blades for my Gillette Mach III razor blade shaver about a month ago and finally succumbed to the need to buy new ones.  Went to Target and  couldn’t bring myself to spend $32 for 15 razor blades.  Seems insane to me.  Those dinky little Mach III refills cost over $2 each.

So after another full week of using the dull month and a week old razor blade I finally decided I had to suck it up and buy some new blades.  Went to CVS and saw they had a big sale on razor blades and grabbed this deal-

2 four packs of what looks to be the premium CVS brand disposables.  They were $6.99 per pack and if you bought two packs you got $5 back. Basically $14 minus a $5 rebate for 8 disposable razors comes out to just over a buck a razor.  If I’m found days from now dead,  in a pool of blood from multiple deep inflicted razor cut wounds you’ll know why.

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So there’s your lesson for the day.  When a deal isn’t a deal-  Generic Store Brand Razor Blades.

This ought to make you feel better when you fork over the money for the more expensive brand name razor blades.  I’ll be forking over the money for my old trusty Mach III blades and feel much better about it.  I swear the month and a week old Gillette Mach III blade gave a better shave than this CVS brand one did right out of the package.

Fool me once…

So If The Next Time You See me I’m Bleeding Profusely From My Face…

You can blame it on my decision to take a shot on some CVS brand disposable razors.

I ran out of  blades for my Gillette Mach III razor blade shaver about a month ago and finally succumbed to the need to buy new ones.  Went to Target and  couldn’t bring myself to spend $32 for 15 razor blades.  Seems insane to me.  Those dinky little Mach III refills cost over $2 each.

So after another full week of using the dull month and a week old razor blade I finally decided I had to suck it up and buy some new blades.  Went to CVS and saw they had a big sale on razor blades and grabbed this deal-

2 four packs of what looks to be the premium CVS brand disposables.  They were $6.99 per pack and if you bought two packs you got $5 back. Basically $14 minus a $5 rebate for 8 disposable razors comes out to just over a buck a razor.  If I’m found days from now dead,  in a pool of blood from multiple deep inflicted razor cut wounds you’ll know why.

What do you buy for shaving products?  Do you go premium Gillette or the cheapest thing possible?  I’d be interested to hear what people are doing these days.

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Poll- What’s Worse? Bad Pistachio or Bad Oyster

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Ever be sitting down in front of the TV eating pistachios just enjoying the shit out of them and then run into that one bad one that ruins you for pistachios for years. 

I can’t even begin to describe that bad pistachio rotten taste, that taste that lingers and disgusts you to no end.  You try to spit it out immediately but the damage has been done.  Once it hits your taste buds there’s no turning back.  It’s like seeing things that can’t be unseen.  Like walking in on your parents having sex- horrifying.

Now pit that up against a bad oyster, that horrible horrible bad oyster.

Which one is worse?  Like if you had to endure one which would it be?

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PS- Take that shell away and rotate that oyster picture 90 degrees and what does the meat look like to you?

I see a beautiful tulip.

I Would Like To Personally Torture The Crap Out Of The Inventor Who Designed Cold Capsule Packaging

 

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What kind of psychopath designed cold capsule packaging?  What type of punishment would be enough payback for this rotten bastard?

They should create a new sport at the Olympics- line up a bunch of sick people and see who can get the goddamn capsules out of the packaging the fastest.  We can watch people get frustrated and snap while trying to get them open.

Old people must go apeshit trying to get these little fuckers free.

Somewhere the inventor who undoubtedly got paid bazillions of dollars coming up with the concept is laughing an insidious laugh knowing the pain, torture and humiliation he inflicted upon the world with his diabolical cold capsule packaging patent.

I picture him like Vector in Despicable Me vying to be the world’s number one villain.-

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Sicko.

Search Questions I Get

Joey,

Could you please tell me where I can find the promo you ran about my new book.  I’ve been looking through today’s GMG and I can’t locate it.
Thanks,
Barry Stacks

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Go Ahead Click The Google Search Button.  Please.  I know you have it in you.  I just know it can’t be that difficult to grasp that there is thing on the interwebs called Google that actually allows you to find things that may be posted about a certain subject you may be interested in.

If you have a thing against the word “Google” and it sends shivers up your spine perhaps you could try Bing.

Googlephobia- the fear of using a friggin search engine to find something on the internet.

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I swear to Christ I get 3-5 of these questions a day.  Every day.  It’s maddening.

On top of being able to search anything on the internet there’s also a Good Morning Gloucester Search Engine.  I swear it’s there.  I promise

actual screen Shot of Good Morning Gloucester Home Page below

You can go to the homepage here- www.goodmorninggloucester.com  Bookmark it for easy reference.  The search engine is in the top right corner.

You can use it to search.  I promise you won’t get herpes or anything.  It’s been tested.

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Speechless.

Long Island Middle School Bans Footballs, Other Recreational Items

Concerns About Injuries Prompted Ban, Port Washington Officials Say
October 7, 2013 5:19 PM

PORT WASHINGTON, N.Y. (CBSNewYork) — Worries about injuries at a Long Island school have led to a surprising ban.

As CBS 2’s Jennifer McLogan reported Monday, officials at Weber Middle School in Port Washington are worried that students are getting hurt during recess. Thus, they have instituted a ban on footballs, baseballs, lacrosse balls, or anything that might hurt someone on school grounds.

I honestly don’t know if I’m more sickened by this, sad by this or outraged by this.

Maybe a combination of all three but what stands out right now is the pit in my stomach over this debacle and ruination of our society by idiots who want to protect everyone from themselves at all times and in doing so decimate of the basic rights of passage of our youth.

How in the world do these parents in this community not step in and fire this school administrator immediately?  What is the end game here? 

Revolting.  Disgusting. 

Listen I was the skinny nerdy kid who was the last kid picked for sides on any athletic game in the schoolyard.  It sucked.  But you know what?  By being the last kid picked all the time it motivated me to eat healthier, lift weights, pack on a little mass and get into sports where I could compete.    I’m glad my feelings got hurt.  It motivated me at the gym when I got older.  It made me want to study harder and save money in my 20s so I could show those girls who were attracted to the over developed stud athletes instead of me that I was worthy.  Still awkward looking well into my 40s, doesn’t matter, if you don’t think I don’t carry that feeling of being the last guy picked for the schoolyard teams into my workouts today you’re crazy.

Enough with the coddling FFS.

Don’t believe on-line reviews unless you know the reviewer personally — or it’s GMG

SocialMediaYou’ve probably guessed that this was happening right?  Companies who want good reviews create fake ones on Yelp, Citysearch, Yahoo, Google, Kayak — even Facebook & Twitter.  Well you’re right. It’s called astroturfing.  It’s gotten so big that you can now hire companies to write and post fake reviews for your product or service.  You can even get them to write fake bad reviews about your competitors.

There’s a very interesting article in today’s New York Times about a crackdown on astroturfing that exposes several companies, including Main Street Host, which is one of those companies people hire to write fake reviews.  Main Street Host even went so far as to condemn astroturfing on one of their own blogs, while at the same time they wrote their own fake reviews about their own services, prompting this line from the New York Times article, “Faking reviews often begins with faked reviews of the company faking the reviews.”  You just can’t make this stuff up!

So, if you want to know the truth, stick with GMG.  No fake reviews here.

Fruit Cup Ninja Strikes Again

Bill Cox writes in-

We were welcomed from our journey with this….. I am currently working on a fruit cup ninja theme song to the tune of Foreigner’s ‘Jukebox Hero’…..

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To appreciate this you must read the first entry in this series-

Who Is The Fruit Cup Ninja?

Posted on August 22, 2013 by Joey C

15+ Things to do on a RAINY DAY & a classic video

Visiting Gloucester?  Have friends in from out of town?  You’re probably complaining to yourself that the weather isn’t cooperating, right?  Not to worry!  There’s lots to do in Gloucester and Cape Ann when the weather is lousy.  Just be glad you’re not on Cape Cod, where there really isn’t much to do except go to the beach.

Just to see what he’d say I asked a friend, who grew up in Gloucester and now lives in NYC (owns a bar and writes for a New York Time Blog) why would New Yorkers come here instead of Cape Cod.  Here’s the mini rant he wrote back:

Gloucester is a place for culture now, just like it was in the 1800s and 1900s. Contemporary culture is actually at its best here, maybe more so than any Mass city other than Boston and Cambridge.  Where else can you buy fresh caught fish, see a great play, hear Henri Smith play a bar or watch the Met opera in 3D, attend a reading by a national author, eat lobster in the rough or a 3-star style meal, hike, jump quarries, dive off rocks into the ocean (there are no rocks on Cape Cod), mountain bike, drink a $2 beer in barroom full of fisherman, see the most beautiful boats in the world, go to a world class museum, etc etc. 

You nailed it Ray!  Below the video, we’ve listed another 15 things you can do on a rainy day.  Just be glad you don’t live in England, where you wouldn’t expect the sun.  As John Lennon put it in the Beatles classic, “I Am the Walrus”:

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don’t come, you get a tan
From standing in the English rain.

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Glazed – Paint Your Own Pottery & Glass Fusing
184 Washington St
Gloucester MA 01930
Phone    978-283-5751

Cape Ann Lanes
53 Gloucester Avenue
Gloucester, MA 01930-2256
(978) 283-9753

Cape Ann Art Haven
 180B Main Street
Gloucester, MA 01930
978-283-3888

Gloucester Cinema
74 Essex Avenue (Rte. 133)
Gloucester, MA 01930
(978) 283-9188

Cape Ann Museum
27 Pleasant Street
Gloucester, MA

Maritime Gloucester
23 Harbor Loop
Gloucester, MA 01930
978-281-0470

Beauport, Sleeper-McCann House
75 Eastern Point Boulevard
Gloucester, Mass. 01930
Tours on the hour. Last tour at 4:00 p.m.

Cape Ann Foodie Tours
617-902-8291

Cape Pond Ice – Ice House Tour
104 Commercial Street
Fort Point Wharf
Gloucester, MA
978-283-0174

Ryan & Wood Distilleries
15 Great Republic Drive
Gloucester, MA
978-281-2282

Sargent House Museum
49 Middle Street
Gloucester, MA 01930
(978) 281-2432

Rocky Neck Art Colony
Rocky Neck
Gloucester, MA

Cape Ann Community Cinema
21 Main Street
Gloucester, MA 01930
978-309-8448

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Rating and Ranting- The Lobster Rolls From Tasting Table’s Lobster Roll Rumble

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There are some real abortions here and yet I was pleasantly surprised to see some purists leave perfection alone and keep it simple.

Here’s a run-down and rating of all 20 Lobster Rolls served at the Tasting Table’s 2013 Lobster Roll Rumble

I should clarify ahead of time that there can be accompaniments of different ingredients on the side of the lobster roll but in no way shape or form should the crazy ingredients be in or touch your lobster roll.  Let’s get to it-

Click the links for photos of each lobster roll at http://newyork.seriouseats.com/

Waterbar (San Francisco, CA) Rating 8.9

Served on a housemade brioche, and alongside housemade pickles, Waterbar’s lobster roll was made from Nova Scotia lobsters topped simply with melted butter and salt.

Interesting that a joint from frou frou California didn’t get all crazy with stupid rolls or avocado or some other trendy ingredient.  Big points for simplicity and I’m interested in the idea of topping lightly with some sea salt.


The Mermaid Inn (New York, NY) Rating 6.8

A buttered Martin’s potato roll is the vehicle for lobster tossed with Hellman’s mayonnaise, celery, onion, and Old Bay seasoning, and finished with a sprinkling of chives.

Celery- deduction, onion- deduction, old bay seasoning-deduction, chives- deduction.  The Mermaid Inn didn’t get wayyyy crazy off base with those ingredients but they all detract from the star of the show- the lobster. 


The Galley Restaurant and Pub (Naples, ME) Rating 7.3

The Galley served their lobster in a top-split bun, tossed with mayo and with a green leaf lettuce; the lemon salt seasoning on top of this lobster roll gave a zesty bite to the sandwich, the fresh lemon wedge served on the side even more so.

Again, points for staying simple with the classic split top bun.  But hard core green lettuce, and lemon?  You put lemon on fish when you don’t want to taste the fish.  There’s no need to mask the perfection of lobster meat with lemon.


The Clam Shack (Kennebunk, ME) Rating 9.8

As last year’s winner, the Clam Shack had a lot to live up to this time around. They did their reputation proud, using fresh lobster and a sweet roll from Maine’s Reilly’s Bakery, and offering their lobster roll with either melted butter, a swipe of of mayo, or both.

If you’ve read this blog for any amount of time you’ve already been educated on what makes the perfect lobster roll perfect- the simplicity of the ingredients. There’s a reason the Clam Shack in Kennebunk ME won last year, They didn’t go out of their way to fuck up perfection with stupid shit like scallions and paprika and celery and lemon, ect, ect, ect…  Brilliant!


Thames Street Oyster House (Baltimore, MD) Rating 7.8

Using a rich combo of butter-poached lobster and a brioche roll, Thames Street Oyster House served a refreshing cucumber and onion salad alongside their roll to help balance the butteriness.

Cucumber and onion salad alongside.  This sounds like a solid lobster roll from the description but once you click on the link and see the picture you see these fuckers snuck some chopped chives on top there.

Rat bastards, thought I wouldn’t notice, huh?

DEDUCTION!!!!


Red Hook Lobster Pound (Brooklyn, NY) Rating 4.8

The Red Hook Lobster Pound was using a top-split, New England-style bun from Country kitchen, and stuffed it with lobsters tossed with homemade lemon mayo, iceberg lettuce, paprika, and scallions for a cool, crunchy lobster roll.

OK now where starting to get into crazytown territory.  They started out with the split top but but it all falls to shit after that.  Homemade lemon mayo-FAIL, iceberg lettuce-FAIL, paprika-FAIL, and scallions FAIL FUCKITY FAIL FAIL FAIL. What a shamockery. 


L&W Oyster Co. (New York, NY) Rating 2.3

Lobster folded with sriracha mayo and pickled celery root, then served atop arugula and a Parker House roll. A dusting of lobster bottarga and a side of homemade goldfish crackers finished off the roll from this Flatiron restaurant.

You’re kidding me, right www.newyork.seriouseats.com/ with back to back abomination lobster rolls in your lobster roll rumble slide show?

Lobster folded with sriracha mayo and pickled celery root??????  The chefs that entered this dreck should not have been allowed into the building and earned themselves a lifetime ban from all future lobster roll competitions!!!!  Then after they throw the sriracha mayo and pickled celery root they go and kick you in the nuts with ARUGULA?????  Goldfish Fucking Crackers?????

There are no words for the contempt I have for the types of people who go and bastardize the lobster roll I love and hold so dear to my heart as these chef/criminals.  They should be stripped of any culinary credentials once bestowed upon them and sentenced to a lifetime serving cold soup in Turkish prisons.


Lure Fishbar (New York, NY) Rating 5.9

Lure went all-out with their roll, sandwiching mayo-dressed lobster with a strip of bacon and a single potato chip, before stuffing it in a mini potato roll.

Bacon by itself may be only second to lobster by itself.  The two together, take away from each other. I’m not even gonna go into the potato chip on a lobster roll thing.


Lobster Roll Restaurant, a.k.a. "LUNCH" (Amagansett, NY) Rating 5.4

The only contender to offer a gluten-free roll, LUNCH’s lobster roll was otherwise served in a toasted, potato slider bun, and tossed with Hellman’s mayo, celery, and salt.

Listen Lobster Roll Restaurant a.k.a. “Lunch”  I get that you’re trying to be different with your whole gluten-free lobster roll, glomming on to the whole Gluten-Free trend but wasn’t that like 2011 with the Gluten-Free craze? 

You know the people who go around saying that you can make stuff that’s gluten-free that tastes just as good as the stuff that’s loaded with gluten? All certifiable nutjobs.  Every one of them.   You know the saying “Don’t piss down my back and tell me it’s raining?”  That’s the equivalent of some Gluten-Free chef telling you that you’ll never taste the difference between gluten-free cooking and regular traditional cooking.

If I’ve said it once I’ve said it a thousand times, the key to a great lobster roll is the simplicity of the ingredients and not going off the rails with some newfangled trendy bullshit ingredient or cooking style.


Luke’s Lobster (New York, NY) Rating 7.7

Whole chunks of lobster claw was stuffed in a top-split bun at Luke’s stand. Each roll was made to order, with a swipe of mayo on the inside, lemon butter and secret seasoning on top.

Not terrible, in fact quite good but I prefer a mixture of claw/tail/knuckle meat to strictly claw meat where you get that one section of claw meat that can sometimes be a little spongy in texture.  A decent showing though.


The Lobster Joint (New York, NY) Rating 6.6

The Greenpoint-based Lobster Joint was serving a New England-style roll, with lobster tossed with mayo, celery, and tarragon, and on a toasted top-split bun from Brooklyn Standard Bakery.

They were doing so well and then they had to go and mess it up with celery and tarragon.

Repeat after me- Leave outr The Paprika, Leave out the Old Bay, Leave out The Tarragon, Leave out the Parsley, Basil, Rosemary and Thyme.  When you get the sudden urge to add any of these ingredients to your lobster roll clamp on some electrodes to your testicles and crank up the amperage to just before your nuts are fried (point being we really don’t want you to reproduce).


Little Market American Brasserie (Chicago, IL) Rating 2.6

The Baja Lobster Roll served by Little Market was a sweeter, spicier take on the traditional. Tossed with chipotle aioli and line with a cabbage slaw, the roll is then topped with chopped chives, tarragon, and a lemon vinaigrette.

I suppose I should be way more outraged but then I looked at where this restaurant was located.  Chicago.  Like the same Chicago whose Blackhawks the Bruins are gonna mop the floor with in the 2013 Stanley Cup Finals.  How can you hate on folks that simply don’t know any better.  If this was a steak rating competition then I’d lay down the lumber on these poor seafood uneducated fools. But they’re from Chicago and since they obviously don’t know any better we will let them wallow around watching our Bruins lay a monster beat down on them while they dine on bastardized ridiculous can’t-let-perfect-enough-alone lobster roll feculence known to man. 


Kittery of Brooklyn (Brooklyn, NY)Rating 6.8

Using tail, claw, and knuckle meat, Kittery of Brooklyn made an herbaceous lobster roll, served with a generous amount of chopped chives and tarragon and in a toasted New England style top-split bun.

Once again started out strong, tail, claw and knuckle meat but then met disaster with chopped chives and terragon.  there’s worse out there as Little Market American Brasserie and L&W Oyster bar have demonstrated.


Ford’s Fish Shack (Ashburn, VA) Rating 6.7

Ford’s was serving their lobster rolls two ways: Connecticut-style, with warm butter, and Maine-style, chilled and dressed with mayo. Both styles were served on a garlicky, top-split bun from Maryland’s Uptown Bakery, and topped with chives and Old Bay seasoning.

Sigh,  another victim of chives and Old Bay- DEDUCTION!!!!!


Eventide Oyster Co. (Portland, Maine) Rating 3.1

Eventide was serving their browned butter lobster with lemon juice, chives, and salt, and in between a housemade, Chinese-style steamed bun.Softer than most of the rolls at the rumble, the nutty brown butter paired well with the fresh, briny of the lobster.

You have to click on the link to appreciate how messed up the rolls they used for these lobster rolls.

OMG, you can’t make this shit up!!!!  Look at the picture in the link for Eventide’s lobster roll pic.  Observe the Chinese-style steamed bun and join me in belly laughing them way out of the building.  Chives, nutty brown butter, lemon juice- all lobster roll no-nos.  But this Chinese-style steamed bun takes the cake.  Good luck with that wimpy white soggy ass steamed roll holding up.  I pity the fool who has to consume these lobster rolls.

Portland Maine, be better than this.


Ditch Plains (New York, NY) Score 0 (this is not even a lobster roll) Fail

Marc Murphy served the least lobster-y rolls of the night, with a Sabrett hot dog on a Martin’s potato roll, topped with a generous heaping of lobster mac and cheese. With lobster butter made with lobster roe, and American, Swiss, and Parmesan cheese, this roll had all the richness with of a traditional lobster roll.

I suppose I really didn’t have to read anything after “Marc Murphy served the least lobster-y rolls of the night” but I did and lo and behold we go on to find out they’re serving mac and cheese.

Did the rules of the contest say best lobster mac and cheese Lobster rumble?  Uhmmm no.  It was the Lobster Roll Rumble.  If you can’t even get the dish right you really may as well not show up and consider yourself uninvited next year because clearly there are lobster roll purists taking this thing way more seriously than a chef that can’t even understand what the heck we’re cooking here.  Sheesh! 


Cull & Pistol Oyster Bar (New York, NY) Rating 2.5

One of the richer lobster rolls of the night, Cull & Pistols rolls are are first poached in lobster butter, made from a lobster reduction, brandy, and melted butter. The lobsters are served Connecticut style: warm, atop green leaf lettuce on a custom-made Arnold New England roll.

Look at the picture and you’ll see one of the cardinal sins of lobster roll production.  it’s bad enough that you insult us with anything green touching our lobster rolls (this includes celery, parsley, chives, avocado, arugula, iceberg or romaine lettuce) 

The green stuff in the lobster roll is a violation in and of itself but then when you make the ratio of lobster meat to green stuff favor the green stuff????  That’s just plain insulting.  How do you even look at yourself in the mirror after jipping your customers or judges by trying to load up on the cheap stuff to try and fill your lobster roll?  That’s just lobster roll 101 as a lobster roll consumer.  You see more green stuff than lobster meat as a consumer and you know that that chef is a dastardly thief and should never be trusted to prepare you a dish again so long as you live.

For Shame Cull and Pistol Oyster Bar!!! For Shame!!!!


Cousins Fresh Maine Lobster (Pasadena, CA) Rating 8.6

Using the knuckle, claw, and tail meat from Maine lobsters, Cousins’ lobster roll is simply served with melted butter, salt, and lemon juice.

They almost had it!  They were so close but then they had to put on the lemon juice.  Still a valiant effort and especially from a joint in California where as we know from past experience they have a tendency to try to get all fancy and put in strange ingredients

ahem I’m talkin bout you “Broads in California” –

What Is Wrong With People???? Another Lobster Roll Disaster From Some Broads In California

Bite into Maine (Cape Elizabeth, Maine) Rating 6.9

Using New England-style, top-split buns from a Portland bakery, this roll was lined with a bed of coleslaw, fresh lobster meat, then drizzled with butter and salt.

Once again, very close, but deductions for coleslaw in the bun.  How hard is it to keep that stuff off to the side so you can maintain the integrity of the bun without it getting all soggy?


B&G Oysters (Boston, MA) Rating 6.5

B&G’s lobster was served on a toasted Pepperidge roll, and lightly dressed with lemon mayonnaise, celery, and chives.

Lemon, celery, chives. Sigh….


The Joey C Lobster Roll Nazi Winner

The Clam Shack (Kennebunk, ME) Rating 9.8

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Brilliant, Stunning in it’s simplicity, congratulations Clam Shack In Portland Maine!

Check Out New York Serious Eats For The Entire Article and Pictures Here

Donna Piraino Rants About The Dun Fudgin Boat Ramp

Donna writes-

Boating is supposed to be FUN…right? We use our boats to ride to the beach & play in the sun, dance in the water and spend time with friends & family. Some use boats to head out on the water and enjoy the many types of fishing available to us. The boat ramp at the High School is a GREAT way to get our boats in and out of the water with ease. There is room for THREE boats wide, yup THREE, trucks, trailers and boats can all fit side by side with LOTS of room to spare. Obviously, the center needs two competent operators…one to drive the truck/trailer and one to drive the boat. For those who needs to tie their boats off to the side, those using the CENTER are in NO WAY interfering with those on the sides. If directed by the gentleman on duty at the boat ramp on any given day, we wait our turn and use THE MIDDLE. When we pull the boat out, we use THE MIDDLE. Lets all play nice at the ramp, OK? I won’t give folks a dirty look or make snide comments if they need to use the sides. The gentleman launching the Dories today called me a name I’d rather not print here…yup, I was using THE MIDDLE of the ramp. The nerve of me! Using the boat ramp to it’s fullest potential! Taking advantage of the Boat Ramp sticker that I purchased! WOW! What nerve I have! Let’s just play nice, OK. We can all enjoy the beautiful waters of Gloucester without the drama at the boat ramp. Just sayin’…

Is there anything worse when you’re dining out and…

Is there anything worse when you’re dining out and the person you are eating with doesn’t say please or thank you to the wait staff?

Like when the waitperson asks what you would like to eat and the person you’re dining with says “I’m gonna have the split pea soup.”  Not “I’d like the split pea soup please.”  Not “May I please have the split pea soup. “  But “I’ll have the split pea soup.”

  Like the wait person is a filthy animal not worthy of a please or thank you.

Makes me want to crawl under a table.

I see it more with old curmudgeonly types.

Just the worst.

Jim Dowd and The Why Gloucester Is Hipster (and that’s not a bad thing) Rant

Jim Dowd submits-

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I want to talk about an ugly word in the English language that’s come back into common usage. It’s a word that ends in “er” and is thrown around as a blanket descriptor to disparage a specific population of people. Usually it’s spat out of a passing car window or muttered under the breath as it becomes noticeable this group has taken over a favorite café or bar.

You hear it out for a beer with your once-cool uncle, the guy who dropped out of college in the seventies to follow The Grateful Dead. You assume he’s a tolerant dude, but as it turns out, oh no. He leans over to you and snarls through his Sam Adams, “Can you believe all the fukin’ hipsters in this place?”

Yes, I’m taking on the pejorative overuse of the word “hipster” which many of us knew before it got popular. For years it was a way to explain places like Brooklyn, Seattle, even our own Davis Square in Somerville. It described cities with large numbers of young people; places with organic art and music scenes and certain cultural touchstones like independent theatres, small coffee shops and used book and record stores. Those are the things that make a place “hipsterish” or as I call it “worth bothering to live in.”

But increasingly of late I hear more and more people hating on the actual members of this rather large and ill-defined sub-group, the hipsters themselves. They bash the hipsters’ choice of jeans (skinny) hipster’s facial hair (moustaches or beards) and the hipsters’ preferred form of transportation (fixed-gear bikes or “fixies”). It’s kind of relentless and a little bit lame considering many of us participated in the fashion apocalypses of the 70s and 80s. Hypocrisy aside, I’m not suggesting we avoid clowning hipsters because of some dumbass PC thing. The reason we can’t bash hipsters is, as the hipsters say, “Because Gloucester”.

Seriously gang, we are in no position to down hipsters seeing as Gloucester very simply is the most hipster town that’s ever existed on the face of the Earth. We make Portland Oregon look like frigging Wenham. Gloucester is so hipster we should have a giant fedora lowered onto the City Hall tower. So hipster that someone here driving a K-car wearing a silkscreened wolf sweatshirt with giant 80’s glasses ISN’T TRYING TO BE HISPTER. Let’s examine further, shall we?

Dive bars? Check. Thriving arts community? Check. Music scene that’s more than just a bunch of old dudes with ponytails playing three chord cover songs in lame bars? Check. Vintage vinyl outlet, bike shop, Thai food, sushi, indie bookstore, organic grocery, farmers’ market, coffee shops and other key elements of hiprfrastructure ? All check. Unapologetically gritty? Big fat checkity-check-check.

But most importantly the things that hipsters celebrate, the retro-style cultural items of the 70s and 80s never actually went away in Gloucester. Moustaches, for instance. We still got ‘em, unironically huge ones proudly sported by awesome Italian guys. Beat-up old cars and trucks from that era are still “in vogue” here; if “vogue” were translated to mean “I am keeping this POS running one more year, but only as an on-island.” Beyond appearances, for 400 years we’ve been a kind of “anything goes” culture. Everyone has permission to be a little nuts and oddballs of all stripes suffer no consequences. Far from it, being a whack job can be a badge of honor in “America’s Oddest Seaport”

Scroll up and down. A solid chunk of the stuff that gets celebrated on GMG is crazy-totes hipster. Photography, art, food, film, poetry and literature all = hipster. And I shouldn’t even need to point out that adults playing dodgeball in the winter is only slightly less hipster than donning a vest and joining Mumford and Sons as a back-up banjoist. You couldn’t invent a more hipster place if you tried, from historical art colony to ethnic identity to the fact that our key export is fishsticks, unarguably the most ironic food item ever produced.

“But what about the annoying skinny pants and the fixed-gear bikes?” In response to that complaint all I can ask is: Yell at clouds much? Because being vexed at other people’s fashion choices in no way makes you seem like the kind of person who would shout gibberish at the sky while shaking a cane, really.

The next criticism leveled at hipsters stems from the hallmark hipster “sarcastic and ironic attitude”. Look, every conference I go to for work is chock full of top strategists and analysts from business, science and the military. On the first slide of the presentations they give, we attendees are always informed that none of the old rules apply in the 21st century. They tell us that we simply don’t know what the new rules are yet. I won’t go off on a rail here, but young people already know this. They can tell that we, the responsible people who are supposedly running things, in fact have no fucking clue how to solve our problems when we even admit we have them. Irony and sarcasm then would therefore be what are called “emergent” properties.

I would further argue that the distinctly ironic bent to the hipster worldview is an entirely logical response to knowing they are being fed consistently incorrect and skewed information from the culture-at-large. Take a cold, hard look at the outdated assumptions we ask people to accept about everything from government to religion, from finances to the supposed benefits of consumer culture. Then look at the outcomes we’re experiencing. Sort of makes you want to drink cheap beer and listen to Death Cab, right?

But sarcastic or not, Gloucester fans and especially GMG readers should pray for a never-ending supply of Yo La Tengo-listening, four-barrel-espresso drinking tat-sleeved hipsters of the first order. If you love this town and what it represents you should get your ass down to Coolidge Corner and lay a trail of PBR tall boys and packs of American Sprit back here like a secret hobo trail. You know why? Because hipsters actually buy art. They spend seven bucks on coffee. The frequent both microbreweries and dive bars. They’re foodies but at the same time eat from taco trucks. Hipsters rent bikes, go to poetry readings and don’t get all pissy about a bunch of rotting fishing gear piled up on the waterfront. They instead post Instagrams of this gear with the caption “Spending a day at the seaside”.  

For every groovy restaurant that cannot survive on locals alone the answer is some flavor of visiting hipster. Locals can only buy so many objects d’art, can support only so many coffeehouses and will attend only a set number of photo exhibitions. If we want to move toward a creative economy we have no choice but importing cultural consumers. Look at what hipsters have done for the emerging scenes in Salem and Beverly. Both are getting hipper, you can see previously broken down neighborhoods sporting new cafes and shops because instead of going to malls hipsters seek authentic local culture. We can argue about the cod population off the coast, but a land-based resource Gloucester still maintains in huge stocks is persons of authentic indigenous “color”, just read the police notes. We need to start capitalizing on it.

“Isn’t this gentrification?” No. It’s not gentrification. Gentrification is townhouses, Starbucks, lame chain restaurants like “Not Your Average Joe’s” (correction: It is) and dudes in khakis that list the primary attribute they look for in a city as “abundant parking.” Hipsters don’t mind the rough edges and Gloucester has plenty. If you harbor an unreasonable hate for bikes, art-school-dropout-glasses and anachronistic hairstyles, tolerating them will be a small price to pay for visitors who’ll come downtown and spend eighty bucks on coffee, pie and locally made/vintage consumer goods. That money stays in town.

In closing, I’ll relate a discussion I had with my Irish cousin Chris about the then thriving city of Dublin. I was complimenting him about what an amazing job they had done keeping a heavy Victorian feel while so many other European cities were modernist dullscapes of concrete and glass, completely lacking in character of any kind (I used to go to Frankfurt a lot). He looked at me like I was some kind of moron and said, “Well it wasn’t some kind of preservationist council at work, James. We were fekin’ poor.”

Gloucester is not poor, nor rich nor is it anything easily definable. But like Dublin one way or another we held onto our undeniably authentic selves while so many other places became emblanded. Therefore we should heartily embrace those who put the most value on us as we are today, not as how we would be if we…(insert pet project).

So though it’s not a mainstream thing to do, as a start I’m asking you that the next time someone with tattoos from out of town is taking pictures with an instamatic camera of the same kind you threw out of your mother’s attic twenty years ago, don’t sneer and pretend you’re some kind of “normal” person who isn’t “weird”. Instead go up and say, “Thank you”. You probably have more in common with them than you realize.

Because, to somebody, you my friend are a fukin’ hipster.

AP Poll Shows 4 in 5 Americans Don’t Think The Redskins Should Change Their Name

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WASHINGTON (AP) — It’s been a rough offseason for the Washington Redskins, and not just because of the knee injury to star quarterback Robert Griffin III.

The team’s nickname has faced a new barrage of criticism for being offensive to Native Americans. Local leaders and pundits have called for a name change. Opponents have launched a legal challenge intended to deny the team federal trademark protection. A bill introduced in Congress in March would do the same, though it appears unlikely to pass.

But a new Associated Press-GfK poll shows that nationally, “Redskins” still enjoys wide support. Nearly four in five Americans don’t think the team should change its name, the survey found. Only 11 percent think it should be changed, while 8 percent weren’t sure and 2 percent didn’t answer.

Read More: http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/nfl/news/20130502/washington-redskins-nickname.ap/#ixzz2SePBnGJ2

How do you feel about the term Redskins for a team name?  Do you think it’s offensive?  Does any time someone say something is offensive we have to change terms just because they say it’s so?  At what point do we draw the line?

Just like the Father who complained to Lego because a sticker in a Lego construction set featured a Lego figurine with the words “Hey Babe”

The horror.

I’ve been told that some women can’t stand to be called “Honey”  I’ totally get that I’m a Neanderthal but as long as I’ve used the term Honey I’ve never intended it to be offensive and can’t recall ever getting a dirty look in return.  Maybe it’s in the delivery.  Maybe the women I say it to when they hand me my coffee are cursing my Neanderthal ass under their breath at me.  I usually get a nice smile back though.  Maybe if it’s Chester the Molester tossing out the term “Honey”  they are more likely to get the creepy dude look back.

Where do you stand on Redskins Team Name and Where do you stand on the term Honey?

Defy Terror This Weekend

As I pointed out in this post, non-violent defiance is the best weapon against tyranny.  This weekend we all have a chance to defy the terrorists by going out as planned.  If you haven’t yet made plans, there’s even more going on than we knew about when we posted yesterday.  Tonight alone, you’ve got a choice of 10 shows starting at 6pm.  See the full live music schedule here.  Plus it’s Earth Day Weekend with over 20 Cape Ann events planned and nicely mapped out for you by our boy Joey here.

Whether it’s music, movies, eco-scavenger-hunting, shredding, clean-up, planting … whatever … don’t be shy — defy!  Let Music & Mother Nature cleanse your soul.

Even Yankee fans are showing us love by singing our tune …

Jim Dowd responds to the attack on the Boston Marathon

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[Two products of our fair city. Both will kick your ass.]

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Oh man, you screwed up, didn’t you?

Yes, your little RadioShack experiment for evil hurt and killed some people and got you the attention you were obviously so desperately seeking. Point for you there, asshole. But I get the sense you really don’t know what you’ve done here, do you? Are you from out of town? I have the strong sense that you are.

If that is the case, allow me tell you a little something about the city you screwed with. This town is not your run-of-the mill medium sized regional capital. In picking Boston as a target you picked has the unique condition of having a ridiculously huge number of completely off-the-wall genius techno-wizards co-existing right alongside some of the most psychotic angry, violent motherf&*^ers on the planet. I guarantee you that bringing these two groups together for common cause will turn out to be a massive miscalculation your part.

Do you have any idea what I’m talking about? This small city produced both Stephen J Gould and Whitey Bulger.  This place gave us Leonard Nimoy and Mark Wahlberg.  Southie and Cambridge. Brookline and Brockton. This place will kick the screaming piss out of you, come up with a cure for having the screaming piss kicked out of you, give it to you for free, then win a Nobel prize for it and then use the medallion to break your knuckles. See what I’m talking about?

Go to other towns with smart people. Do they have the tattooed, scarred, pent-up hard-cases to match? Every time I go to a bar in Palo Alto or Zurich I get the distinct sense that I could pretty much take everyone in there while still holding my own in Words With Friends on my iPhone. Not that I’m some huge tough guy by any stretch of the imagination, it’s just that Boston and the other “smart” towns are in different leagues. It’s like the Bruins going up against some “Magic The Gathering” gamers at pond hockey. (And not our the Magic The Gathering players in Gloucester, either. I’ve seen those dudes and they actually look like they could hold their own pretty well. I certainly wouldn’t try and cast a dubious spell with those guys, they’re hardcore.)

Boston produces two distinct stereotypes: Huge, giant geeks and angry Catholic tough guys. You know what? Both of those are true and you, you dumb shit, just gave them a reason to team up. And on top of it you attacked our signature event, one made up of exceedingly fit people who pursue a hobby of enduring incredible searing pain for hours on end. This is what they do for “fun”. You think these guys aren’t going to go to the ends of the Earth to catch you? Trust me, this town will never forget and never give up. We have a thing here called “Irish Alzheimer’s”- it’s when the only memories you have are grudges.

You terrorist asshole, I can assure you that right now, just as I am writing this, that there are dudes sitting in conference rooms and labs a few blocks away in Cambridge drawing elaborate flow charts on whiteboards that describe exactly how to deploy arcane, unheard of and incredibly complicated technology involving quantum entanglement and nanobots to pinpoint, as much as the universe will allow considering the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle, your sorry, sorry stupid pathetic little ass.

And behind me in the North End and across the channel to the bars on Summer St. there are similar groups of dudes debating the scientific merits of different electrical voltages applied to the various soft tissues of the human body in order to elicit maximum amounts of excruciating pain over time. They have formulas for this [V/NADS over Time= Screams that they will hear in Worcester]. This is not a theoretical discussion; they are speaking from practical experience.

You’d better pray the BPD catches you first. No, scratch that, you’d better pray for the FBI. No, wait, all those dudes went to Holy Cross. For your own good you might want to turn yourself in to the CDC or the National Geospatial Agency or something like that. They might let you live. Maybe.

And worse yet for you, Boston is provincial in a way that makes Sicily look like Epcot. We don’t care if you’re going to school here, just moved from half a world away or are up for a long weekend. When you’re in Boston, you’re Boston. We watch each other’s backs, always have and always will. And we live for an enemy and a purpose. This is not going to end well for you. Over the past three centuries we’ve taken on Imperial England, slavery and Krispy Kreeme. Note that given time, Boston wins every time.

Come to think of it, a lot of those Geospatial guys went to MIT. Oh man, you are so effed.

What Kind of Bizzaro Government Spends Billions Beefing Up Airport Security and Then Goes and Passes A Law Allowing Knives On Planes?

Are you fucking kidding me with this????

TSA to Allow Pocket Knives On Planes

Take off your shoes, belts, jackets, laptops, iPads, packs of gum, but don’t worry bro, you’re all good on the knives.

I can’t even begin to imagine how stewardesses feel about this.  Who was the politician that even brought this up or lobbied to get this bill voted on?  Guy needs to be fired, like yesterday.

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It never ceases to amaze me what stuff these politicians go out their way to lobby for when there are so many more important problems to deal with.  Want to do something for the people?  Force airlines that change your flights after you book a  direct flight into a flight that has stops to not charge you a change fee of $75 and the cost of a higher ticket.

Look out for passenger rights in that way instead of letting airlines lure you in with a great direct flight at a reasonable air fare and once you book it swap you off into a flight with a stopover.

What an idiotic thing to go out of your way to change a law for.  To actually allow knives on planes after you increase spending for airport security to make planes safer.

The TSA’s budget has increased from $4.7 billion in 2002 to $7.8 billion in 2011.

Poor stewardesses.